Matt sighed as he stood away from the lamp. Luna was standing a little bit away, shivering from the cold. He turned and gave her a look from under his Top Hat, and she trotted over.

He removed his coat and draped it over her shoulders and back as she wore a shocked look. She won’t be able to use her wings any time soon, so it’s not like the coat’s going to get in her way, he reasoned, pulling on the White Church Garb, basically a white version of the coat he was just wearing.

Matt chuckled at Luna’s appearance; she looks like a mini Hunter now. He then dug through his inventory. Oh, which weapon do I want to use now? The Rifle Spear? Why not? He pulled out the long silver spear and held it in his right hand as he pulled out his Hunter’s Pistol for his left.

“Thanks,” Luna murmured, eyeing the spear with not a little trepidation. Matt stepped away from the lamp and pulled out the Monocular, allowing him to see farther. He swept across the sky until he saw a disturbance and focused in on it. It was small, swirling and hidden well against the clouded sky.

“Is that the portal you spoke of?” he asked quietly, pointing up at the disturbance. She turned her gaze and followed his pointing hand until her eyes lit upon the portal.

“Yes! Yes it is!” she cried excitedly before calming herself down with a cough and a small blush.

“That’s good news,” Matt murmured. “You can go home when you heal up,” he shook his head. “Anyway, Luna,” she turned to face him. “I’ve got a few people I want to talk to. Stay close so you don’t get lost,”

“R-Right,” she gulped. “Who are we going to go see?”

“Eileen the Crow, and Marcus the Hunter,” he replied, starting off down the streets at a fairly slow pace, making sure Luna was keeping pace. “They are both wise. Eileen has many years of experience and is quite informative, and Marcus… well, he’s so smart, it’s scary sometimes,”

A half man beast burst out from behind a pile of crates, swinging at Matt with a cleaver. Luna had been rooted to the spot by shock, surprise, and fear. Matt stabbed twice with his spear, downing the foe easily. He turned back to Luna, who had her eyes closed and was shaking. He knelt down and wrapped his arms around her back. “Do not worry, Luna. I am here to protect you,” he murmured into her ear.

She whimpered as he pulled away and was sure to stick to him like glue for the next several minutes.

They came across a patrolling group of three Yharnamites and attracted their attention. “I’ll take them down. Pay close attention to the last one, though. I’ll show you just what a Visceral Attack is,” he’d murmured into Luna’s ear before throwing a Pebble at the first member.

“Away, Away!” the first one yelled, charging at Matt with a pitchfork. Matt stuck him with the spear, knocking him off balance and interrupting the attack. Matt followed up quickly until he was dead.

The second Yharnamite just gave out a beastial roar before charging with a cleaver. Luna had backed off when the fighting started, giving Matt some room to work with. He backstepped out of the cleaver strike’s range before charging in with a quick jab. After a couple of follow-ups, he was dead as well.

The last of the group growled, brandishing his axe and torch, yelling, “Be gone, foul beast!” Matt’s eye twitched imperceptibly as he stood there, waiting for an attack to come. The Yharnamite wasted no time in raising his axe to strike Matt down.

Matt’s gun flashed hungrily as it launched a bullet at the addled man, knocking him to one knee. “This is what one of your so called foul beasts can do!” he roared, ripping through the man with his hand in a brutal Visceral Attack. But Matt wasn’t mad; he just really liked correcting those hunters. Calling him a beast did nothing.

“What is that flash of white that happens when you k-kill them?” Luna asked as she trotted up.

“Oh, that? For each kill, I receive echoes of the blood of the deceased. I could’ve worded that better, but it gets the general idea across. I’m currently carrying about a hundred thousand echoes, and that’s not even that much now. In the beginning, I’d be ecstatic to have a thousand or ten thousand echoes, but as I spend more time here, the numbers just stop mattering.”

He led the way down several alleys until they came across a small alcove in between two buildings, where a woman wearing crow feather adorned armor was resting under an incense lamp.

Matt walked slowly up to her and gave her a small wave. She pulled off her mask and did the same. She was an older woman with graying hair and a small smile, but don’t underestimate her, she can still kick ass and take names with relative ease.

“What brings you here, young hunter?” she asked quietly. He turned and waved his hand, beckoning Luna forward into the light. She walked cautiously up to Matt and stopped next to him. He rested a hand on the side of her neck, just above the collar of her new coat, and he could feel her racing heartbeat. “That’s a pretty pony,” Eileen commented with a smile. “She looks just like one of us,”

“That she does,” Matt replied, rubbing up and down on her neck. “But sadly, I did not come to speak about fashion,”

“You came to speak about the portal, huh?” Matt blinked several times, giving her a shocked look, nodding slowly. “Marcus was by earlier. Said he was off to investigate the new portal that’d appeared,”

“That explains a few things,” Matt murmured.

“Anyway, about her… You do plan on taking her home, right?” she gives Matt a pointed look.

“Of course I do,” he defended. “I just want her wing to heal first. She injured it on the tumble out.”

Eileen nodded, somewhat satisfied with his answer. “Yharnam is not a friendly place to newcomers. Let’s not subject more people to its fate than we have to,”

“Right,” Matt muttered drily.

“Are you still mad about being made a Hunter?”

“No… not really, anymore,” he answered.

“Just keep your mind about you, and you’ll be fine,”

“Thanks,”

“It’s just advice,” she waved off his thanks. “You better go find Marcus before he falls into the portal,”

“It’s too high in the sky for that, but I will anyway,” he smiled. “See you around, Eileen,” he waved as he turned away.

“Is she defenseless?” Eileen asked suddenly.

“No, she has me,” Matt replied.

“And if you get blindsided?” Eileen asked, very unamused.

“I won’t be, but I’ve been debating which weapon to give her. I’ve just… yet to come to a decision,” he replied. “I need a weapon she can use easily, with a transformation she can easily employ with her magic.”

“Magic?” Eileen asked. “It makes as much sense as anything else in this forsaken town.”

“I was thinking the Saw Spear,” he murmured.

“Oh? Why not the Blade of Mercy?”

“You really like that weapon, don’t you?” he chuckled. “I thought that slotting the two daggers back into one might be a bit too difficult.”

“Oh, nonsense,” she scoffed. “Give her a Blade of Mercy, and I’ll show her exactly how to use it,”

“Just don’t hurt yourselves,” he chuckled, kneeling down and presenting Luna with the shiny silver blade. “I’ll be right down here when you’re all done.” She gave him a worried look, but enveloped the blade with her blue aura of magic, and he stood straight again. He padded away while Eileen started Luna’s training.

He walked into a nearby building and stood in a doorway leading to some rafters. His back was to where Luna and Eileen were, but that was fine with him. Both he and Luna had passed through this very building to get to Eileen, as it was the only way into her little alcove.

Matt took in several breaths before cracking an exhilarated smile and dropping a vial of foul smelling liquid on the floor next to him. They’re coming,

Author's Note

Here's Chapter 2! Hope you all enjoy!

Matt's Top Five Weapons
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(Two have been mentioned, but their rankings have not)

Also, a slightly off topic question I had: is there a difference between a Griffon and a Gryphon? It's been bothering me for the longest time...

Now, for a more on topic question: Do you like the idea of Luna using the Blades of Mercy? Do you think she should get another weapon sometime during the story? And... SHOULD SHE GET A TOP HAT?!

Sound off in the comments below. All comments/criticism are appreciated.

(Holy Crap almost forgot a little story: I posted the first chapter and check back a couple hours later not really expecting anything, but holy shit my notifications were offscreen. I was stunned silent. I literally sat and stared at my screen for like five minutes, looking at all the favorites. So thanks guys for making me feel like I'm actually accomplishing something (PS and thank you for agreeing that Bloodborne is amazing ... Unless you don't. That's cool, too) I think I've rambled on long enough, so... thanks again and enjoy!)